#the everyday programmer

So this is yet another post on bikes and my life. Recently I had pulled down a bike trip which was planned because my so-called relative had some problem with me riding to his/her place but no stress I don’t expect everyone to have an open mindset. And as usual, I am expecting a bit of a drama after my family reads this post. But what I have observed over these past few months after linking all my accounts to each other is that people conveniently read only the posts which have unparliamentary words in it and then create a scene out it at home. For all I know I have half the mind to use unparliamentary words and have a discussion with these people but anyway, some people will never understand what’s above them(there was a reason why these words were added to the English vocabulary right?). So 2 minutes of silence for these people and their brain as what is not used is as good as dead.

Okay! let’s jump back to the main topic, I guess we had enough of side talk.

IT as a career is a really tough job. Developing software for a living is a really frustrating job as sometimes the code works and sometimes you don’t know what is going on. Now you would say that “How is he commenting when he doesn’t really have an IT job till now?” For that, my comment would be that my college says “Work as if you are a Professional !” Now I understand that the college has given me a lot of stress lately and I had literally worked up my ass so hard that I even forgot my birthday for a second (This was while filling the EXAM FORM.) to achieve all that I did in this Sem. I ain’t complaining about it but I am just saying it to set the context right. If all your day you sit in front of a computer and work from morning to night and sometimes even the entire night. It has an adverse effect on you. You get tired.  Your mind stops to work at a point. You crave for a break, a stress buster, a recharge or whatever you would like to call it. Most people in IT either get addicted to cigarettes, alcohol or in some fucked up cases even drugs. But this is what the weak do. Then there are the strong ones who aren’t addicted to any of these, these are the ones who crave for the Sunday morning or long weekend rides. These are the people who like to go on road trips on bikes. I being one of the strong ones became hooked up to riding. It all started with that Vadodara-Ahmedabad and back challenge this was the first time I had rode for more than 200km at a stretch but that day I had figured out that if I would have to maintain my sanity I had to do this once every six months or so. Now, 214Km is a small thing and 495Km is a big thing but doing 495Km in 24 hours is accomplishable. If you fear to take risks you won’t be able to do anything at all in life. Everyone takes risks it’s just that the way is different. Now let’s come to the potential risks and other stuff. Consuming cigarettes slowly kills you, eating sweets while you have diabetes will also do something similar, prolonged BP also So now if you look from this perspective risking your life for a day is a really small thing. And the benefits of going on these trips outways the risks. Now I just don’t understand why they have all these problems with me having fun. You know every time you get into a fight you are risking your life cause your flight can crash, could be hijacked or could be shot down by Russian missiles. Riding long distance is my choice, my way of enjoying my life, my temple where I run to find peace, clarity, and purpose.

I guess if I try to keep everyone happy I won’t be able to live my life, so sorry to all those who’ll be pissed off after reading this on a Sunday morning. But just for the official records, I am not going to respond all the hate comments and messages which will follow this post as I am writing the post on a Thursday and it will be published on a Sunday and I’ll be busy working on my project. So don’t  bother commenting or calling. 

And yeah if you want to complain to my parents about me posting stuff, please sit and read all my post which is 400+ in number and then comment on what I a doing.

Love now and always,

You know sometimes my soul feels trapped as if it was trapped between 2 wheels and an engine as if it was trapped between the halogen front light and the rear LEDs. It's really difficult to make your parents and family understand that I work so hard to afford the fuel to ride to unseen places and uncharted roads. How am I suppose to make them understand that there is a thrill in going out at night? How do I explain to them that the thrill is what is missing in an IT job? And that the experience of riding long distance makes my head clear. It helps me deal with all the stress which I face in life. I understand that it takes a lot of effort to raise a boy and a lot more to raise a boy like me but sometimes you should just trust his instinct as well. Sometimes you should allow him to take the risks which he wants to take in life. I sometimes have no idea how to explain to my Mom that driving long distance is helping me in the long run and it’s not something which is meant to increase her blood pressure. It’s just that sometimes friends, partying, watching a movie or playing video games doesn’t help, sometimes you have to twist to forget.

I hope that my family doesn’t jump around seeing this post, I am just writing to get it all of my head.

Love now and always,